Lords of the Playlist
Authors note: The Powerpuff girls do not belong to me and as always, they have human appendages.
Greens ages variate between late teens/early twenties.
Track 9: Bulletproof Heart – My Chemical Romance
Butch could barely breathe.
He could barely even think.
He could barely understand what was going on or what exactly he was doing, and yet his body acted on its own accord.
Currently he was soring over Townsville, leaving his signature green streak behind him as he rocketed away from the city – watching out of his peripherals as the skyscrapers faded into the far distance until he couldn't see them at all.
He had one objective – get away from the city, as far away as he possibly could, and don't look back.
A small squeeze on his right hand forced him to turn his head around slightly to glance back at the thing- no, the person who he was pulling behind him. Her own lime green streak mixing in with his dark green one.
Buttercup.
His heart lurched at the sight of her. Her bright green eyes were still rimmed with red and her jet-black hair was disheveled as she tore thought the sky after him.
Her normally flawless face was twisted into a frown and her eyes were blank as she refused to meet his own concerned ones. She was trying desperately to hide it, but her face betrayed her pain. The same pain that she was trying so desperately to conceal from him.
But it was too late for that now – much too late.
The whole situation that had happened just moments before had proven that.
Butch grit his teeth and held her hand tighter as he increased his speed – nearly breaking Mach 5 in his haste.
Townsville had really done it this time. They had no idea the amount of damage that they had just caused – to their city's strongest protector none the less.
He knew being a hero was no easy feat. Buttercup would often tell him of the constant struggles and pressures that she and her sisters were forced to endure from the monster-ridden town and its citizens.
Maintaining their pristine image was everything. If they strayed even a little bit off the beaten path, the consequences and the backlash from the media could be horrendous.
They expected a lot from them – from her especially. Maybe too much.
Maybe they had just been waiting for her to break under the pressure all along.
He still didn't know what exactly had happened, as Buttercup had been too panicked and upset to tell him – but from what he was able to get out of her, apparently it was all over the news, and had all but slandered her name.
What had been said, he could not say for certain – but judging from the way she refused to meet his eyes, he could tell that it involved him.
Not that he cared of course. People knew better then to mess with the most brutal Rowdyruff, but unfortunately she was fair game.
Considering she had an image to keep up to the public – he knew full well that the rest of the city didn't exactly approve of their… relationship with one another. He could only imagen what had been said to make her so upset.
Whatever had been said was bad enough to make her break away from her sisters in the middle of a press conference, make a be-line for his house and pound on his door until he answered, before breaking down completely in front of him.
He looked at the faint tear tracks on her face and a sudden rage filled him. In all his twenty-three years, he couldn't say that he was a good person. He had done some equally horrible things to his female counterpart in the past, but the difference between him and the city of Townsville was:
He had never made her cry.
But they somehow had. And that was unacceptable.
He gave her arm a gentle tug, bringing her closer to him so they were flying together instead of him pulling her along
They didn't deserve her – Hell, Butch knew he didn't either, but she had chosen him of all people to seek comfort from, and he knew that for now he needed to get them away from the city. A city full of ungrateful citizens who demanded too much of the Toughest Fighter.
He was going to take them somewhere far away from the monster plagued city.
And they were never going back.
.
XxX
How can they say, Jenny could you come back home?
'Cause everybody knows you don't
Ever wanna come back,
Let me be the one to save you
When we could run away, run away from here
